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Bull rider Adam Meyer put Devil’s Falls in his rearview mirror years ago and hasn’t stopped running since. Now he’s back—temporarily, if he has any say about it. Restless, he finds himself kissing the sexiest girl in town...and agreeing to be her fake boyfriend

Foolproof Love

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The bad boy is back in town, and she needs him to pretend he’s hers…for now.

Bull rider Adam Meyer put Devil’s Falls in his rearview mirror years ago and hasn’t stopped running since. Now he’s back—temporarily, if he has any say about it. Restless, he finds himself kissing the sexiest girl in town…and agreeing to be the fake boyfriend in her little revenge scheme.

Jules Rodrigez isn’t interested in the role of town spinster. Being seen with a hell raiser like Adam is the perfect way to scandalize the residents, make her ex jealous, and prove she’s a sexy, desirable woman. And if their plan includes ridiculously hot sex—in public, of course—all the better.

But this thing between them has an expiration date. Putting down roots isn’t in Adam’s blood, and Jules’s roots in Devil’s Falls are bedrock deep. He’ll leave, even if it rips out his heart. But this time, he’s not sure he’ll survive it…

Each book in the Foolproof Love series is a standalone, full-length story that can be enjoyed out of order.
Book one: Foolproof Love
Book two: Fool Me Once
Book three: A Fool for You

Praise

"This story was hot, hot, hot!" -Southern Yankee Book Reviews

"Foolproof Love is the perfect beach read." -Bookish Things

"So if you like a dirty talking hero and a sweet heroine, then this book is definitely for you." - Four Chicks Flipping Pages

"It sweet, sexy, and a whole lot of fun." - Reviews from the Heart

"Whether you've got a thing for dirty-talking cowboys, or just love a sensual and fun romance with characters who are easy to adore, Jules and Adam's story is sure to entertain." - Wit and Sin

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Wow!!! That was a lovely and refreshing story!!!I had such a great time as i was reading it... I literally read it in one breath!!!I adored both main characters and i can't wait for more about this series...Adam's two best friends have lots of potentials!!! And... ...more

Not only am I Brazen junkie, I am a big Katee Robert's fan. In her newest series, Foolproof Love, Ms. Robert introduces readers to an unlikely couple who happens to fall in love when they entered a fake relationship. So can the town’s cat... ...more

Jules Rodriguez hates the idea that the small town she lives in has her pegged as a spinster already… and all due to her ex Grant dumping her to head to the city for school. But he’s back to take over his father’s law practice and everyone seems to be giving her sad eyes and Grant himself seems t... ...more

The small town of Devil's Falls is the sort of town where everyone knows what everyone else is doing within minutes - gossip spreads faster than wildfire. When Jules Rodrigez meets her ex, her high school sweetheart, the one who broke her heart when he left town with nasty demeaning comments but... ...more

You can't go wrong with Katee Robert. She always writes interesting stories with hot guys you'll swoon for. Foolproof Love is the first in her brand new Foolproof Love series, and I for one am thrilled about this series.

I'm a huge fan of Katee Robert and never let a new release pass me by so I was excited about this new series. Foolproof Love is equal parts steamy, sweet and fun with major emotional undertones and was a very enjoyable read.

Jules Rodrigez is tired of the labels the folks in Devil's Fall have giv... ...more

This was quick, fun, sweet, sexy, and touching listen/read. Adam is a small town guy running from the past and Jules is the small town "spinster" at a young age. This quick story is part self-discovery and part feelings when Jules enlists Adam to fake a relationship to get the gossip mill in thei... ...more

Have I told ya'll how much I LOVE it when the plot is a fake fiancee or fake boyfriend/girlfriend one? No, well, it is my favorite! Want to know why? Because the couple is always more open with each other when it's fake. Truly, I think that's why they fall in love because they get to know the rea... ...more

3.5 starsThis was a nice sexy contemp read. h runs a cat cafe, yes a cat cafe and H is a rodeo rider. He comes back to town because his mom is sick & she wants her obnoxious ex to stay away so they fake date. Of course as is the case in most romances the fake bit becomes real but there is his... ...more

Foolproof Love tackles small town mentality at its best and at its worst, where individuals are judged by the family they were born into, stereotyped from a young age and then squished into the boxes others have placed them in. Jules and Adam have both been labeled and kept within the parameters... ...more

I really loved Adam and Jules! Their story was sexy, steamy, sweet, and heartwarming!!

Jules loves her quaint little Texas hometown. She loves her cat cafe, her best friend/roommate, Aubrey, and her life in general; though she feels everyone in town thinks she's a spinster in training. Her high sc... ...more

What can I say? I am a sucker for a sexy cowboy. And Katee Robert always gives me hot and steamy sex scenes and characters I love that make a quick story into the perfect break from reality and this book was right on the money for both.

Jules is sick of the pity she is receiving from her small to... ...more

If you know me then you know I am a sucker for pretend boyfriend/girlfriend relationships. So when I saw this book up for review I was all over it like white on rice! I've read one other book from this author and I enjoyed it. This book was no different. It was fast paced, I liked the hero and he... ...more

A new series by Katee Robert? Yes please! One thing I love about Ms. Robert's stories is that they are creative and different. I haven't read a book by her yet that I didn't enjoy. In her new series, Foolproof Love, Robert takes two different characters, throws in a fake relationship which equals... ...more

I love Katee Robert's books. I always equate them with an icecream sundae on a hot summer day or the like - exactly what you wanted with all the right components. Foolproof Love kicks off this fantastic series, and I loved Jules and Adam's exciting love story.

Devil’s Falls might be a small town, but it’s got a lot of heart, and Jules loves living there. She never had any desire to leave her home and she’s settled in nicely, following her dream of owning a cafe, complete with cats to lure in customers who might be lonely and looking for a little feline... ...more

That saying words hurt? They really do and they tend to stick with you. Once said, they can never be taken back. You can say you're sorry, even say that you didn't mean it, but the words can never be erased. Jules knows that feeling well. Nine years ago, her boyfriend, Grant, verbally flayed her... ...more

Jules is the town good girl, the one who has somehow landed herself a reputation as town spinster, despite the fact that she’s not yet thirty. When her ex walks back into town and expects Jules to throw h... ...more

I’ve read several of Katee’s books and I’ve enjoyed each and every one of them. Her Brazens are, naturally, some of my favorites. When I saw this one was about a hot bull rider (ride ’em, cowboy!) I knew it was something I was probably going to wi... ...more

Dirty talking cowboy. Got your attention now? Well imagine it’s from a favourite author in Katee Robert and you know you are in for an unforgettable hot read and that's just what you get with Foolproof Love.

I inhaled this book and I'm not one bit sorry about it, I absolutely loved it. There's ju... ...more

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About the author

NY Times Best Selling, USA Today Best Selling Author

Katee Robert

New York Times and USA Today bestselling author, Katee Robert, learned to tell stories at her grandpa’s knee. Her favorites then were the rather epic adventures of The Three Bears, but at age twelve she discovered romance novels and never looked back. Though she dabbled in writing, life got in the way, as it often does, and she spent a few years traveling, living in both Philadelphia and Germany. In between traveling and raising her two wee ones, she had the crazy idea that she’d like to write a book and try to get published.

“Tell me again why we’re going out into the middle of nowhere for a bonfire? That’s like holding up a sign begging some ax murder to come along and mass murder us.”

Jules Rodriguez kept her eyes on the road—sad excuse that it was. Her truck rocked and shuddered as she muscled down the deep ruts. “We’re not going to get mass murdered.” Though her best friend, Aubry, had a point about it being in the middle of nowhere. They’d been working their way off the main road for almost twenty minutes, and there wasn’t so much as a taillight in sight. She pushed down the knot of anxiety for the seventeen millionth time today.

“How do you know?”

Across the bench seat, her best friend had her knees pulled up to her chest and was staring out the side window like she expected that ax murder to come sprinting at the truck at any second. She wore her favorite pair of black jeans and one of her nerdy T-shirts with puns most people didn’t understand, and she’d even picked out a pair of red tennis shoes instead of her normal boots.

Probably because she thinks she’s going to have to run for her life at some point.

Aubry pointed at the passing trees. “I think I hear banjos.”

“You live in Devil’s Falls. I would think you’d be used to the banjos by now.”

Aubry frowned, her pale face standing out against the darkness of the cab. Despite living in Texas for years, she managed to avoid anything that might resemble a tan. “I do my best to pretend they don’t exist.”

“Denial. It’s not just a river in Egypt.” She finally caught sight of light through the sparse trees. “There!”

Aubry pushed back her long, fire engine–red hair and snorted. “Who invited you to this thing again? Because if we’re not going to be mass murdered—and I’m still not convinced on that note—they could be luring us in for some sacrificial killing.”

“Has anyone ever told you that you have a deeply troubled obsession with murder?” Jules pulled in next to the open space at the end of a line of trucks. She recognized most of them from around town—Devil’s Falls wasn’t exactly a place hopping with new people. The last person to move in from out of town had been Aubry, and that was five years ago. “Besides, a sacrificial murder requires a virgin, and that ship sailed for both of us years ago.”

“Because Grant’s back in town.” Jules hadn’t seen him since he dumped her ass on his way out of Devil’s Falls after graduation—he hadn’t even come back for holidays. Nine years later and his parting words were still ringing in her ears. I don’t want a life that’s going to bore me into putting a gun in my mouth and pulling the trigger before I hit thirty.

She clenched her hands around the steering wheel, counting to ten twice. It didn’t do a damn thing to stop the anger eating away at her. There wasn’t a single thing wrong with Devil’s Falls and the life she had here. Wanting to settle down and raise a family here—eventually—while being surrounded by the people she loved was a good thing. It didn’t make her boring.

A subject she and Grant disagreed wholeheartedly on.

“Yeah, you mentioned that jackass showing up earlier, right before you started pummeling that poor loaf of bread at the café. Personally, I’m still waiting to hear what your plan is.”

She didn’t have one, not that she was going to let that stop her. It never had before. “I just want a look.” Maybe he’d gained the freshman fifteen—and another twenty for law school. Or something.Something to prove that she was better off having been dumped so unceremoniously.

“I thought we agreed that your ex is a douchecanoe.”

“We did. And I’m past it.” Mostly. Past him, definitely. Past how he’d made her feel about herself, not so much.

Aubry snorted and opened the door. “Right. You’re so past it that you’ve dragged us out to be maybe killed, maybe sacrificed to hang out with people who are still clinging desperately to their high school glory days.” She looked around, her brows drawn together. “Because, seriously, who goes to bonfires when there’s a perfectly adequate bar in town? Two, in fact.”

“The cool kids?” That was always who’d been out at bonfires when she was in school. She’d avoided the whole scene, though, despite Grant’s protests. They came out here as an excuse to drink without the town sheriff bothering them, and that had never been Jules’s thing. She barely drank the hard stuff now, let alone when she was sixteen. And trying to navigate the roads back to town while buzzed? No, thanks.

That may or may not have also contributed to the whole Jules-is-boring thing.

Aubry scrunched her nose. “Ten to one, someone’s wearing a decade-old letterman’s jacket and talking about that one football game where he threw the winning pass.”

Ten to one it’s Grant himself.

Jules looped her arm through her best friend’s. “An hour. After that, we can go back to town, grab a bottle of wine, and play that horribly violent game that you love so much.”

“Deal.” Aubry grinned. “And don’t act so put-upon. You love it as much as I do—you just suck at it.”

“Truth.” She pulled them to a stop at the edge of the clearing. There were trucks parked in here around the fire, too, their tailgates down and people situated around them, chatting and drinking and a few women even dancing. It looked like something straight out of a country music video. She picked out a dozen people she’d gone to high school with, the ones who’d stayed behind and never wanted to leave, and another dozen who had left with stars in their eyes but had filtered back into town in the years since graduation.

“Jules? Jules Rodriguez?”

She froze. There was no mistaking Grant’s deep voice. Too soon. I’m not ready. But since the only other option was dropping Aubry’s arm and fleeing into the night, she turned around with a smile pasted on her face. And there he was, standing a few feet away, his dark hair shorter than she remembered. No freshman fifteen there. Damn it. He looked like he’d been spending quite a bit of time in the gym, in fact.

Bet he spends the whole time he’s working out checking himself out in the mirror.

The snarky thought didn’t make her feel any better. There was nothing worse than being caught flat-footed by the ex who left her in the dust, only to find out that he hadn’t developed some unfortunate skin problem in the intervening years.

“Grant.”

He moved closer. “Damn, you’re a sight for sore eyes. You look good, Jules.”

“Oh, you know, Pilates,” she answered breezily, already searching the crowd around them for an escape. She cleared her throat. “So, uh, how are things?”

“Great. Better than great. I just graduated from Duke. Top of my class.” He gave a smile that was all teeth, like a politician. “I have a position waiting for me in my father’s firm here in town.”

“Imagine that.” She couldn’t even bring herself to pretend to be surprised. Grant always had been fond of riding his daddy’s coattails. For all that he was determined to live the big life off in Anywhere but Devil’s Falls, he liked being a big fish in a little pond more.

“And you? I think I heard that you opened up some sort of cat café?” He laughed. “Can’t say that’s surprising.”

Beside her, Aubry went ramrod straight. It was only a matter of time before her friend went postal on his ass. Jules smiled, and though she wanted to holler at him something fierce, she managed to keep her tone even. She was not ashamed of Cups and Kittens. “It’s been a real hit with the locals.”

“I bet.” He looked her over, head to toe and back again. His appraising gaze made her skin crawl. “I hear you’re still single. You want to go get a drink sometime?”

Suddenly, Jules was a whole lot less worried about keeping Aubry back than she was about pressing her lips together to keep from laying into him. She looked around at the people circling the bonfire. A full half of them were watching this little drama play out.

Did he seriously just ask me out?

No. No, absolutely not. Nope. Never.

She had to do something, and fast. Jules wasn’t a particularly violent person, but she also wasn’t above hunting down Grant’s truck and slitting the tires.

And maybe scrawling something witty in the paint with her keys.

No. That’s not going to solve anything, and you’ll just prove to him and everyone else that he can still get under your skin without even trying.

There had to be a better way to put him in his place.

Her gaze landed on her cousin across the way. Daniel stood next to a lowered tailgate next to his friend Quinn. And with them was a tall drink of water if she ever saw one. He had his back to her, but the way his shoulders filled out his T-shirt, tapering down to a lean waist and… Good lord, his pants were the very definition of painted-on jeans. Daniel said something, and he shook his head, turning so she could see his granite jawline and…

She blinked.

Holy shit, it’s Adam Meyers.

He’d been around while she was growing up, always running with her cousin and their other two friends, but he’d always seemed wilder than the other boys—more restless. Even when he was standing still, there was a look in his eye like he was just waiting for the right moment to burst into motion.

Sure enough, the first chance he got, he blew out of town and up and joined the rodeo. Or that was the word on the Devil’s Falls gossip grapevine.

He must be back in town to take care of his mom. Sympathy rose, blotting out her anger at Grant. Jules didn’t know what was wrong with his mom, but she didn’t have to be a doctor to know the woman was sick.

Knowing him, though, he won’t stick around for long.

Just like that, a plan clicked into place. A stupid, reckless plan guaranteed to shut Grant down for at least a little while.

Speaking of, he was still waiting for her to say yes and fulfill his high-handed expectations, but she managed a laugh. “That’s really sweet, Grant. It was great seeing you, but my boyfriend is waiting for me.”

He frowned. “Boyfriend?”

“Oh, yeah, it’s a new thing. We haven’t exactly gone public with it—you know how Devil’s Falls can be—so you wouldn’t have heard.” She gave him a pat on his arm. “It was nice seeing you. So great. Really, we’ll have to catch up sometime soon.” And then she stepped around him, dragging Aubry behind her.

“What are you doing?” Aubry whispered.

“Winging it.” She stopped by the trio of men, all too aware of Grant watching her. “Hi, Daniel. Quinn. Adam.”

They raised their beers. Daniel looked over her shoulder with a frown. “Is that your piece-of-shit ex-boyfriend I see?”

“The very one.” She disentangled her arm from Aubry’s. “Speaking of, I need a favor.”

“Anything for you, kid.”

She tried not to roll her eyes at him calling her kid. He was a whole seven years older than her. Not exactly ancient. “Actually, it’s not you I need the favor from.”

Before she could talk herself out of it, she sidled up to Adam and put her arms around his neck. To his credit, he didn’t shove her on her butt in the dirt, merely raising his eyebrows. Jules kept her voice low so there was no chance of Grant overhearing. “So as you’ve noticed, my ex is watching me really closely right now, and I might have told him a tiny white lie about me dating someone in order to avoid a devastating dose of humiliation. And since I can’t date Daniel and no one wouldever believe I’d date Quinn—”

The man in question frowned. “You really know how to hit a man where it hurts, Jules.”

“—that leaves you.”

Adam’s face remained impassive. “I see.”

There wasn’t a whole lot to work with in those words, but he also had let his free hand drift down to settle on her hip, so she just kept talking. “If you could just play along and maybe kiss me like you want to do filthy things to me in the bed of your truck, I’d really appreciate it.”

Next to them, Daniel made a sound suspiciously like a growl, but neither of them looked over. Adam’s hand pulsed on her hip, the heat of it shocking despite the warmth of the night. His calluses dragged over the sensitive skin bared by her T-shirt, and she shivered. Maybe this was a terrible idea.

She didn’t have time to really reconsider, though, because he set down his beer, cupped the back of her neck, and dealt her the single most devastating kiss of her life. No, not a kiss. He tookpossession of her mouth, his tongue tracing the seam of her lips and then delving inside. He tasted of beer and something darker, something that hinted at exactly what she’d asked for—like he wanted to do filthy things to her in the bed of his truck.

She closed her eyes, giving his tongue a tentative stroke, and had to fight down a moan at the way the move made her entire body go tight.

More.

He lifted his head, breaking the kiss and slamming her back into the real world. She blinked up at him, all too aware of her body pressed against the entirety of his, of how he was hard in all the places she was soft, of how goddamn good he smelled. “Wow.”

There went that eyebrow again. “You think it was believable?”

She’d almost forgotten she was kissing Adam Meyers because he was supposed to be her boyfriend to prove a point to her real ex-boyfriend. Liar. You 100 percent forgot that this was pretend, and if he’d offered to drive you out into a field to get down and dirty, you wouldn’t even hesitate.

He hadn’t offered, and this was pretend. Remembering that was important if she wanted to avoid compounding one potentially humiliating situation with another even more potentially humiliating situation.

She licked her lips. “Um, yes. Totally believable. Thank you.”

He still didn’t let her go. Instead he turned and lifted her onto the tailgate as if she weighed no more than a paper doll. “You want something to drink?”

“Uh, sure.” She should get down and walk away…which she absolutely would do as soon as she got control of her shaking legs. It would have taken a stronger woman than she was to not stare at Adam’s ass in those tight jeans as he ambled over to the cooler.